Disclaimer- In no way do I own any of the rights to any of the characters mentioned in this story. It is merely fan fiction, meaning I am using Tamora Pierce's wonderful characters to create my own little plot.

A/N Well this s my first story, hope you like it. It's a Daine and Numair fic, 'cause they belong with each other and no one else. It may sound like a load of sap at the start, but it gets more interesting later on. I promise.

Eternal Love

Prologue

Daine smiled, "I knew you were going to bring this up again!" "Yes well you never answered me the first time. Which you should have done, did you", Numair grinned. Daine glared at him, "I still don't know!" "Why not", Numair retorted, as he gazed into her eyes.

Daine sighed. "It's just so confusing, I just think that one day, if I say yes, and we do go ahead and get married, then you will wake up, see me and think, she is immature, I should have wedded an older woman, she is to young for me!" Numair held his gaze but intertwined his hands in hers, she looked down, but Numair squeezed her hand and she looked up at him again.

"Daine, if you said yes, then I would be the happiest man in the world, and one with a very beautiful, and gifted wife that I love very much, and nothing could dampen my love for that wife. Veralidaine Sarrasri, I love you and nothing could change that, I just want to declare to others and solidify my love for you", Numair finished in a manner of reciprocity.

Daine bit her lip, in uncertainty, "you're sure?" "I'm sure Daine, and if out of me or you, should be worried about the other having doubts in the future it should be me". Daine buried herself in Numair's shirt, inhaling his sent of spices, soap and clean clothes as he ran his fingers through her thick, curly mass of hair. A stream of tears rolled down her face, "there wont be any need for that, I would never have any second thoughts, for if I were to marry someone with as much charm as you Numair".

Numair straightened his posture and tilted Daine's head so he could see her, "So magelet, it's a yes?" he asked excitedly. "Yes, Numair, it's a yes". He picked her up by the waist and swung her around in circles, delighted. Once Numair became less energetic, he set Daine on a stone bench in the small courtyard they were in.

They sat there for a while, kissing and whispering romantic things into each other's ears until they heard a bell clamour nine times. They sighed, knowing that it was time for the banquet in celebration of the end of the war of immortals from two days ago, it had taken a day for everyone to regain their energy ad then another to fetch the injured and bury the dead, a surprisingly short time for such a thing to be done.

Daine, dressed in a lilac coloured gown her mother, the goddess, the green lady had made for her, and her hair was adorned with white petalled flowers. She was to be one of the more recognised quests due to her large efforts and inputs in the war. It had been she that had defeated the previous Carthak Emperor, Ozorne and she who had requested the extra help of many of the creatures to fight against the immortals.

Numair leaned closer to Daine's ear and whispered, "You look beautiful magelet". It made Daine blush madly. "Your hand, magelet", Numair requested. She offered it and Numair pulled out a shiny thing from his pocket, in the moonlight it shimmered silver, he placed it on one of Daine's hands and kissed it, when he pulled away the band glowed as if trapping the light inside it.

Daine held the band up to the moonlight more clearly and discovered that it held a glittering stone, a white one as the one at the top the staff the mage held. She sighed, "Numair it's beautiful thankyou!" Daine squealed as she thrust her arms around the mage. He kissed her forehead, "Not as beautiful as the person wearing it". Daine blushed red again.

"Come magelet", Numair offered her his arm, she took it and they walked into the hall, their arms linked, smiles on their faces and a brand new glow expelling from both of them.